Reading between the lines
On lunch hour I got my lunch to go. It was a healthy chicken salad in a clear box-shaped container and a soda. Gotta look fit in my dress, you know.
I saw the boy of my dreams sitting under the oak tree with his lunch, some kind of sandwich and chips, along with a huge Coke. I swear he has an addiction. It's so cute. I grinned as I made my way over.
"Oh hello," I said, as though I hadnt expected to see him there.
"Oh hi, Lindsay," he said, with equal feigned surprise. "Having lunch outside today?"
"Yes, yes...I thought it would be nice."
"Well, would you like to have a seat right here next to me?"
"Why yes, I think I would," I smiled, and sat down.
He looked at me and I looked at him. Then we both laughed and looked away. Then I looked at him again and when he looked at me I looked away. He laughed and turned my face to his, then he kissed me. It was just one soft sweet kiss, but it was every bit as amazing as I had imagined my first kiss would be
I was standing there in the parking lot holding Lindsay, when Dexter walked our way and saw us. I decided to illustrate to him that he needed to leave her alone and pick a new target. So I squeezed her tight and whispered in her ear that she smelled really good. She giggled profusely and I nuzzled her neck.
"Mmm," she purred, and pressed into me. I started getting hard. Man, if my mom only knew, I am far from gay. My "friend" likes any contact with a girl he can get and right then she was pressed right up against him.
I know I said I'd never thought of having sex with Lindsay, but at that moment I was thinking about it. I could've thrown her in the back of my car and gone nuts. Hey, I am a teenage boy after all.
This whole being a couple thing is kinda moving too fast and honestly kinda freaking me out, but on the other hand, it will be fun having someone to make out with whenever I want...
Dexter outright glared at me as he walked past us!
I guess he didnt like
Further Down the Rabbit Hole
I woke up the next morning, which was Thursday, with the joy that only girls with gorgeous and sweet boyfriends know. And it was grand. I mean, I know he hasnt asked me to be his girlfriend yet, but he will. And we are going to be spending so much time together over the next week, it was bound to happen. Probably soon.
I sang in the shower, and I sang while getting dressed. Mom was so happy to see me so happy. I was happy to be this happy. Things were finally working out for me. I couldnt wait for Shannon to meet Frank! She was going to be so proud of me for pulling such a super hottie!
I ate the healthy breakfast that a girl with a cute boyfriend should eat. No more pigging out. I have to lose 10 lbs to look extra good in my pink dress. I made a mental note to discuss colors with Frank. If I wear pink does that mean he has to? I will find out. But it's hot pink, though. Still, I doubt he will want to wear it. I must go looking for a new dream
Too Much of a Good Thing
Oh my God, I have created a monster.
I just know it.
I have never seen anyone as happy in my LIFE as Lindsay was when I asked her to prom. I am happy that she is happy, but...she is going to be a handful, I just know it. She is going to want to be my girlfriend and everything! Well, it wouldn't hurt to just go along with it until prom. It would make my mom and friends happy, and keep that prick Masterson away from her.
And I cant really complain about Friday, its not like Jamia wants to see "Night of the Vampire" with me. Well now I have a date, so screw her! Meh, I wish it was that easy. I do still like her. But whatever. Wait til she finds out I have a date. Wonder how she'll like that?!
When I got home I played video games and waited for my mom to get home from work. She's a nurse at a women's medical center. As soon as she walked through the door around 6:00 I hit her with the news.
"Hey mom, Patrick and Adam wanna go to prom and so of course the
After lunch I was sitting in Art class, painting my self-portrait, when I felt eyes burning into me. I turned around to see Dexter Masterson looking at me. He smiled, quite charmingly. I wrinkled my brow. Why would he smile at me? I turned around and looked around the room to see who he could've really been smiling at, but everyone had their backs turned, working on their drawings. I shrugged it off, and kept working. But I kept thinking about it. I turned back to look at him and he looked up from his drawing to look at me. He smiled again. And waved. I pointed to myself, as if to say "Me?" And he nodded all slow and sexy like. I smiled and waved back. Then I turned around quickly, too self-conscious to look anymore.
After class, Dexter and I were walking out at the same time, and he started talking to me. I was too nervous and surprised to speak at first.
"I saw your drawing, it's really nice," he said, as we walked down the hall.
"Thanks. Yours is good too," I m
The cafeteria at our high school was segregated according to social groups. The jocks, the preps, the nerds, the geeks (aka Chess Club), the punks/goths, the outcasts, and the nobodies. I took my rightful place amongst the nobodies. We werent hated, but we werent exactly liked, either. We just did our best to not be singled out. There I took my seat with my lunch alongside my best friends, Adam Lazarra and Patrick Stump. Lindsay was with the nerds, of course, and Jamia was with the preps.
It just so happened that the preps sat at the table behind us. So I got to hear Jamia and her little preppy friends chatter all through lunch. I wondered if she would tell them that I had asked her out so they could all laugh. Probably. So I kept my ears open for any mention of my name. I didnt hear my name, but I did hear one of her friends mention Jamia coming over to her house on Saturday night.
She wasnt going out of town at all!
I had been rejected.
"What's the matter, dude?" Adam